What Are We Fighting For
then I shall never grow up
not if child means a sense of wonder
and my head in the wind rain rain
I will not wither in the blaze of time
but prove myself a phoenix
(ashes like powdered stars)
born again and again and again
Lenore Kandel
Solar Sailing, 2017-23 Color pencil, oil pastel, acrylic, and collage on paper
100 x 70 cm